Oh, just to update, Dr. Fred just texted me saying "It has to run it's course, everybody here in Brooklyn has the flu".

And he literally starved for the two weeks after he got this bug. He ate nothing and drank (well I don't know I wasn't here) but when I got home I found all the meals on wheels literally all over the apartment and in the fridge. It's like Alan became another human being with no orientation in his brain.

I threw out everything and now I give him gatorade and good food. Thankfully he made it into the kitchen (even though it was just for 15 minutes). Now he's fast asleep for the night. Never saw anyone who could sleep like this.

Melody